Zhong.
钟家。Inliving room.
客厅里。Dong Xuebingoesto look for the medicinetimehad not felt relieved,turn headlooked on the bedroombedseveral, before thisarrives at the plastic bag that oneselfbringflips, discoveredonebox of Bamylfrominside, broke offonepieceto seek the hot water, finallywent to the kitchento look for the cupto mix evenlywith the chopsticks.董学斌出去找药的时候还不放心,回头看了卧室床上好几眼,这才走到自己拿来的塑料袋前翻了翻,从里面找出了一盒巴米尔,掰开一片寻了寻热水,最后去厨房找了杯子用筷子搅匀。Orangetaste.
一股橘子味儿。Thisantipyreticisverynice-smelling.
这个退烧药还是挺好闻的。Folds the bodyto go back, Dong Xuebinpushed the doorto enter the bedroom, whatsurprisinghimslightlywas, Zhong Lizhenlay down there unexpectedlyhas not moved, does not know that wasreallyperceived the Dong Xuebinwords, resulted inuncomfortably, ormusttake the stringwordsto have food stuck in the throatbyDong Xuebin.
折身回去,董学斌推门进了卧室,让他略微意外的是,钟丽珍竟然躺在那里没有动,也不知道是真把董学斌的话听进去了,还是难受得动不了了,或者是被董学斌要去拿绳子的话噎住了。„Youdrink the medicine.”
“您喝药吧。”„……Un.”
“……嗯。”„Careful, hot.”
“小心点儿,烫。”„……Un.”
“……嗯。”
The buttockssittoward the bedon, Dong Xuebingivesher the cup.
屁股往床上一坐,董学斌把杯子递给她。Zhong Lizhenby received the bedhead, rumblequickdrank upinsideantipyretic.钟丽珍靠在床头接过来,咕噜咕噜很快就将里面的退烧药喝掉了。Dong Xuebinshows a faint smile, withreturning emptycupsay/way: „Youare covering the quiltlying downlittle while, Ilooked that in looks after the housealsohas anything, doessometo eattoyou.”董学斌微微一笑,拿回空杯子道:“您盖着被子躺会儿吧,我看看家里还有什么东西,给您做点儿吃的。”„It is not hungry.”
“不饿。”„That must eat, Iwent, do not get out of bed.”
“那也得吃,我去了,您可别下床啊。”Gaveherclosed the door, Dong Xuebingoes to the kitchento startto turn the refrigerator.
给她关好门,董学斌去了厨房开始翻冰箱了。Butis really clean, besidesseveraleggs, in the family/homebasicanythingdoes not have, lookedProfessor Zhongoftendoes not prepare food, this day and nightactive status, it is estimated thatevery dayhungerfullone, shakes the head, Dong Xuebininstalling the bag of meter/ricelooked, is thinkingProfessor Zhonghad a fever, could not eat any greasything, washedwashing ricesimply, made the grueltoher.
可真干净啊,除了几个鸡蛋以外,家里基本什么都没有,一看钟教授就是不常做饭的,就她这个没日没夜的工作状态,估计每天都饥一顿饱一顿的吧,摇摇头,董学斌把装米的袋子找出来了,想着钟教授是发烧,也吃不了什么油腻的东西,干脆淘了淘米,给她做粥了。Rice, cabbage, egg.
大米,白菜,鸡蛋。SimplelaneCongee with Silky Egg.
就简单弄个滑蛋粥吧。Is boiling, líng líng líng, cell phonesound.
正煮着呢,铃铃铃,手机响了。IsHan Jinghits, „Little Bin. Lizhenhow?”
是韩晶打来的,“小斌。丽珍怎么样了?”Dong Xuebinopens the earthenware cooking potfollowingfireis small, whilesaid: „Got a high fever, more than 38degrees, but the situation, the throatdid not have the inflammation, has nootherdisease symptoms, IjustmadeProfessor Zhongeat the medicine, was preparing foodtoher.”董学斌一边把砂锅下面的火开小,一边道:“发高烧了,三十八度多,不过情况还可以,嗓子没发炎,也没什么其他病状,我刚让钟教授把药吃了,正给她做饭呢。”„Does shealsowork?”
“她是不是还工作呢?”„A moment agoyes. HoweverIhave not madehertouch the computer. Whichlinegets down.”
“刚才是。不过我没让她碰电脑了。这么下去哪儿行啊。”„She, in the brainistheseresearch, oh. Alsohad no wayto sayher, Little Bin, youtook the trouble. The mothermaygiveyouyourmother's cousin.”
“她啊,脑子里都是那些研究,唉。也没法说她,小斌,那你费费心。妈可把你表姨交给你了。”„Becoming, in the afternoonIstare atherto sleep.”
“成,下午我盯着她睡觉。”„Myson-in-lawis good, anything can help, buton you woundjustselects, a while agois busy at workLittle JingSun Kaitheirmatter, feared that is tiredtoyou, hehe, ifHuilanknows that Idirectherman, a would-besonresults in meshouts.”
“还是我女婿好,什么事儿都能帮上忙,不过你身上伤刚好点儿,前阵子又忙活小静孙恺他们的事儿,就是怕给你累着,呵呵,要是慧兰知道我这么使唤她男人,一准儿得跟我嚷嚷。”„Mother. Iam all right, I am robust, hehe, idleIcannot sit stillat homeon the contrary.”
“妈。我没事,我这人皮实,呵呵,闲在家里我反倒坐不住呢。”„Un, thatwas laboriousyou, mecame the guest, has not walked. Mythiscannot get out of the way, ifyour fathercomes backearly, mother passesforyougoes.”
“嗯,那就辛苦你了,咱家来客人了,还没走呢。我这也是走不开,你爸要是早回来,妈过去替你去。”„Does not use, far awaydo not run, hasme.”
“不用,大老远的您就别跑了,有我呢。”Made the telephone call. Dong Xuebincontinuesto cook the gruelcarefully, shouldput the egg.
挂了电话。董学斌继续细心地熬着粥,该放鸡蛋了。
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After a halfhour .
半个小时后。In the afternoon around 1 : 00.
午后一点多了。Dong Xuebincarriesonebowl of gruelto walkquicklyfrom the kitchen. Corner, knocked the bedroomdoorsingle-handed, thentwists off the gateto take a step the room. On the bed, Professor Zhonglies down there looks at the ceiling, the brow the pressingis looseningfrom time to timefrom time to time, the lipis moving slightly, seems whisperingwhatformula. Dong Xuebinturnedunder the supercilious look, knows that Professor Zhongis calculatingherdata, does mental arithmetic, reallydid not have the meanswithher, butlay downobedientlyhave not been getting out of bed, thishas shown due respect for the feelingsvery much, Dong Xuebinhad no wayto sayanything.董学斌端着一碗粥从厨房里快步走出来。一拐弯儿,单手敲了敲卧室门,然后拧开门迈步进屋。床上,钟教授躺在那里望着天花板,眉头时而紧促时而松开,嘴唇微微动着,似乎在嘀咕着什么公式。董学斌就翻了下白眼,知道钟教授又在算她那些数据了,还是心算,真拿她没办法了,不过人家乖乖躺着没下床,这已经很给面子了,董学斌也没法在说什么。„Gruelwas good.”
“粥好了。”„...... ”
“……哦。”„Youdrinkbefore it's too late.”
“您趁热喝吧。”Zhong Lizhenwalks supported by the edge of the bedto sit, possiblywoke up, possiblyis the relations of fever, herbodyin a flash, covering the headsomewhatis probably dizzy.钟丽珍就扶着床坐起来,可能是起猛了,也可能是发烧的关系,她身子一晃,捂着脑袋好像有些晕。Dong Xuebinsupportsherbackquickly, „youhave a look atyouto have a look, addedis all right, thiscancallto be all right, satcannot hold on to your hat.”董学斌赶快托住她后背,“您看看您看看,还说没事呢,这能叫没事儿嘛,坐都坐不稳了。”„Givesme the written records.”
“给我纸笔。”„Wants the written recordsto do?”
“要纸笔干啥?”„Writes a thing, justcalculated.”
“写个东西,刚算出来的。”„Aiya, youfirstsipped gruel, drink upsaidagain.”
“哎呀,您先喝粥,喝完了再说。”„Drank upmeto forget, hurry up, ondrawer.”
“喝完了我就忘了,快点,就抽屉里。”Does not have the means that Dong Xuebin to turnto giveher, looks that Zhong Lizhenwas mutteringearnestlywhatdigit, wrote a bigskewerthingin the bookfast. Has the symbol of math, there is a terminology of physics, manyDong Xuebinlookedhas not looked atsymbol, does not know that writesanything.
没办法,董学斌只好翻出来给她,看着钟丽珍认认真真地咕哝着什么数字,快速在本子上写了一大串东西。有数学的符号,也有物理学的术语,还有很多董学斌看都没看过的符号,也不知道写什么呢。„Ok?”
“行了吗?”„Was quick.”
“快了。”„Gruelquickwas cool.”
“粥都快凉了。”„Immediatelygood, do not urge!”
“马上好,不要催!”
After long time, Zhong Lizhenputs down the paper money, finished.
半晌后,钟丽珍才放下纸币,写完了。Dong Xuebinreallydoes not supporthappily, whenshemakes, gaveto confiscateherpaper money, gaveher the gruelbowl, „thiswaslast time, todayyoucannotworkagain!”董学斌真挺不高兴的,等她弄完,就把她的纸币都给没收了,将粥碗递给她,“这是最后一次,今天您都不许再工作了!”„Ialsodo not haveto touch the computer.”
“我又没起来碰电脑。”„Youthinkspend the energy, affectsyouto be restored to health.”
“您动脑子更费精力,影响您康复的。”Zhong Lizhenhas not managedhim, carries the bowlto sip gruel, startingto drink is slow, but after drinkingseveral, actuallymoredrinksis quicker, probablywas really awfully hungry.钟丽珍没理他,端着碗喝粥,开始喝得还很慢,但喝了几口后却越喝越快,好像是真饿坏了。
The Dong Xuebinheartsaid that youaren't not hungry?董学斌心说您不是不饿吗?„Flavorhow?”
“味道怎么样?”„Passable.”
“凑合。”„Inpotalsohas, do Igiveyouagainabundantonebowl?”
“锅里还有呢,我再给您盛一碗?”„……Un.”
“……嗯。”Dong Xuebinwent to the kitchento giveherholdporridge/gruel, madeonebowltooneselfwhile convenient, satis facingProfessor Zhongon the chair, is drinkingwithher.董学斌去厨房又给她盛粥了,顺带也给自己弄了一碗,坐在椅子上面对着钟教授,和她一起喝着。Zhong Lizhentakes a look athim, „youcometimehasn't eaten meal?”钟丽珍瞅瞅他,“你过来的时候没吃饭?”Dong Xuebinshakes the head, said: „Listened tomy mother saying that yougot sick, Idroveto comedirectly.”董学斌摇摇头,道:“听我妈说您病了,我就开车直接过来了。”Professor Zhongslightly, swallowedgruel, „...... thank you.”钟教授微微一顿,又咽了一口粥,“……谢谢。”Dong Xuebinbeckons with the hand saying: „Do not thank, I may be unable to receive, finished eating the gruelyougoodgoodto sleepin the afternoon, mythank youyouI.”董学斌摆手道:“您别谢,我可受不起,吃完了粥您下午好儿好儿睡个觉,我就谢谢您了我。”„Iwill rest, youfinished eating.”
“我会睡的,你吃完回去吧。”„Thatis not good, my motherholdsmeto stare atyou.”
“那不行,我妈托我盯着您呢。”„Little Dong, Iam not a child, having no need foryoustaring.”
“小董,我不是小孩儿,用不着你盯。”„Youare not a child, youreturn the childcompared with the child, includinghalfbigchildknows that got sickmustrest, butIhave not visitedyouto know.”
“您不是小孩儿,您比小孩儿还小孩儿,连半大点儿的孩子都知道病了得休息,可我没看您知道。”„Ihad asked for leaveover the two days!”
“我这两天已经请假了!”„Asked for leavealsoworkedathome, what with have asked for leaveto distinguish?”
“请假了在家也是工作,跟没请假有什么区别?”„GoodIwas disinclinedto quarrelwithyou, youlikestaringare staring!”
“行了我懒得跟你吵了,你爱盯着盯着吧!”
The grueldrank up, Professor Zhongthrewtoward the tableon the gruelbowl, opens the quiltto get intobed, was sidewaysto turn away fromDong Xuebin, closed the eyeglasses.
粥喝完了,钟教授把粥碗往桌上一扔,翻开被子就钻进被窝了,一侧身背对着董学斌,闭上了眼镜。
Was thismustrest?
这是要睡了?
Did youfirsttake off the white coat?
您把白大褂先脱了啊?
After Dong Xuebinlooked atseveral . Took the gruelbowl, gaveto brush the pots and pansto the kitchencleanly, after coming back, heblinked the eye, feared that in the bedroomgatelistens, to seeinsidedoes not have the sound, Dong Xuebinnot to feel relieved, for fear thatProfessor Zhongcalculatedwhatdatasecretly, opened the doorgently. Before arriving at the book shelf, takes out a mathclassbookcasually. Sitsseems liketo the chairon.董学斌看了几眼后。就将粥碗拿了起来,到厨房将锅碗瓢盆都给刷干净了,回来后他眨巴眨巴眼睛,怕在卧室门上听了听,见里面没有动静,董学斌也还是不放心,生怕钟教授偷偷又计算什么数据,就轻轻推开门。走到书柜前随便抽出一本数学类的书。坐到椅子上看起来。Fiveminutes......
五分钟……Tenminutes......
十分钟……Zhong Lizhenturns over/stands upto opento seehim, „do youdo.”钟丽珍翻身睁开眼看着他,“你干什么呢。”„Reads.”Dong Xuebinactuallylooks ather, the inspector generalshesleeps.
“看书啊。”董学斌其实看她呢,监督她睡觉。Zhong Lizhensaid: „Yourturns the page. Icannot fall asleep, yougoto look.”钟丽珍道:“你一篇儿一篇儿翻页。我睡不着,你出去看。”Dong Xuebin, the oilsaltdid not enterputs down the book. „All right, Ido not look, yourestyour, does not needto manageme.”董学斌哦了一声,油盐不进地把书放下。“没事儿,那我不看了,您睡您的吧,不用管我。”Zhong Lizhencovered the foreheadto shout the tone, „did Ifear you line? Ifearedyou.”Shakes the head, shethensitsto lift the quilt, took offoutsidewhite coat, throwsonchairback, thisgets intobedagain. Lay downshut the eyeon the pillow.钟丽珍捂着脑门呼了口气,“我怕你了行吗?我怕你了。”摇了摇头,她便坐起来掀开被子,将外面的白大褂脱掉了,扔到椅子背儿上,这才再次钻进被窝。躺在枕头上闭了眼睛。Dong Xuebinlooked,walkedto bend the waisttoherto draw the quiltgently, revealedher outside a left leg of flesh stockingscovers, after onevolume of quiltssealed the mouthto , the left shoulder that alsogentlyherrevealscovered, „yourested, having the mattercalledmeto be goodmomentarily.”董学斌一看,轻轻走上去弯腰给她拉了拉被子,把她露在外面的一只肉丝袜的左脚盖住,一卷被子给底下封了口后,又轻轻将她露出来的左肩盖上,“您睡吧,有事儿随时叫我就行。”Has not responded.
没回应。Dong Xuebindoes not care. Sat downandstared athera while, soon, the evenbreathinguploadsslowlyfrom the bed, Professor Zhongfell asleep. Dong Xuebinsmiles, has not been treatingin the room. Walksclosed the doorsoftly, lieson the windowsmokes.董学斌也不在意。坐下又盯了她一会儿,不多时,均匀的呼吸声慢慢从床上传过来,钟教授睡着了。董学斌一笑,也没在屋里待着。轻手轻脚地走出去关好门,就趴在窗台上抽烟。Whatdoesto go?
干点儿什么去呢?In the room is the instrument. A televisiondoes not have.
屋里全是仪器。连个电视都没有啊。Un, the computerare actually many, has a look at the game.
嗯,电脑倒是不少,看看有没有游戏吧。Smoked the smoke, Dong Xuebinlooked in all directionsto look, does not dareto move the computer in Professor Zhongliving room, hefeared that did something without a plan the drumto smash up, went to the master bedroom.
抽完了烟,董学斌就四顾找了找,没敢动钟教授客厅里的电脑,他怕瞎弄鼓捣坏了,就去了主卧室。Inside.
里面。Dong Xuebinlooked forsat down the chair, pressed the computer.董学斌找了把椅子坐下,就将电脑按开了。Is waiting for the computerstarting, the Dong Xuebineyefellin a smallbook, the handalsopracticedidly, waitsalsoto wait, broughtto flip the bookconveniently, hethinks that wasZhong Lizhencalculates the book of whatdata, has not thought to understand, flippedblindly.
等着电脑开机,董学斌眼睛落在了一个小本子上,手也是闲练,等着也是等着,随手就把本子拿过来翻了翻,他以为是钟丽珍计算什么数据的本子呢,没想能看懂,瞎翻翻而已。Butamongonepageonecard, pleasanta few wordsmadeDong Xuebinstunned.
但一卡中间的一页,入眼的一句话就让董学斌愕然了一下。March 3.
三月 3 号。Todaypain-, was very uncomfortable, this/shouldrest.
今天痛-经了,很难受,该休息了。Dong Xuebinrespondedimmediately, is this Professor Zhongdiary??董学斌顿时反应了过来,这是钟教授的日记??Hehurriedto throwon the table the diary, does not wantto lookagain, after allwasothers, but that sideonethrew, bookjumpedseveralpages, stuck atin the firstseveralpages. Dong Xuebinthenputs out a handto want the bookto close, but after did not sweeponecarefully, the handactuallystopped, becausehesawoneselfnamefromabove!
他赶紧把日记本扔到了桌上,没想再看,毕竟是人家的,可那边一扔,本子自己跳了几页,卡在了前几页上。董学斌便伸手过去想将本子合上,但不小心扫了一眼后,手却停了,因为他从上面看到了自己的名字!Wroteme?
写我了?Whatwrotemy?
写我什么了?Has a look at the date, after Dong Xuebinrescues, severaldays of returning to homelandProfessor Zhong.
看看日期,正是董学斌把钟教授救回国的后几天。
The Zhong Lizhenhandwritingis very hard, is very attractive, abovewrites: Returning to homelandmanydays, othernothingwas not familiar withactually, butfrom- consoled the number of timesto be getting more and more, wantsto swear off, alwayswasn't why good? Beforeonemonthtwomonths a time, but...... justendsnowyesterday evening, this morninghas not gotten out of bedcannot bearmasturbationonetime, was touched the whole bodyon the airplanebyDong Xuebin? Has the relationswiththis? Possiblyyes, was touchedby the malefor these years for the first time, althoughis a child, oh, right that Sister Han said that perhapsIshouldask a manto live.钟丽珍的字迹很硬,却很漂亮,上面写着:回国也很多天了,别的倒是没什么不习惯,但自-慰次数却越来越多了,想戒掉,为什么总也不行?以前才一个月两个月一次的,可现在……昨天晚上刚完,今天早上还没起床就又忍不住自-渎了一次,是不是在飞机上被董学斌摸了全身?跟这个有关系?可能是吧,这么多年来还是第一次被男性摸,虽然是个小孩儿,唉,韩姐说的对,我或许是该找个男人过日子了。Looks,Dong Xuebinis a little fearful and apprehensive, hurriesto close the diary, returned the home positionwith the memory the booksmoothly, the computeris also hurriedto closebyhim.
看完,董学斌已经有点心惊肉跳了,慌忙将日记本合上,凭着记忆又把本子平平整整地放回原位,电脑也被他赶紧关上了。OriginallyProfessor Zhongalsothatanything!
原来钟教授也自己那啥啊!Iwent! Sees should not look!
我了个去!看见不该看的了!
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【二更!】
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